How I make everyday a DOG day…

I Am Embarrassed With Myself…

So, let’s see…has it been a month since I last wrote? What has come over me?

Oh, that’s right–my mind seemed to have stopped the ability to write coherent sentences that made sense and that people would actually want to read.

My life has been so boring snoring lately that it’s not even worth wasting people’s time with! It hasn’t helped that I’ve been more than overly grumpy that the weather has cracked 100+ the last month and the fact that my fat dog Lexi has allergies that wake me up at 5:00am everyday! (not anymore–thank you Benadryl!!)

I do have one story to share and it’s going to go from sad/gross to random in the matter of seconds…

Last Friday I was driving to work and I saw pretty much the equivalent of this:

on the road. (If you can’t tell that’s supposed to represent a dead kitten) Now, I’m not a cat person but still, it’s pretty depressing when you see that driving to work which in and of itself is depressing. So I go on about my day and as I’m driving home from work at about noon–ok, so I only worked a half day that day–the kitten had flipped sides of the road and was, hmm how do I put this, in a few more pieces than he was when I left him.

Out of the corner of my eye I notice something. There’s something over in the tree. I had to turn around and figure out what it was. I stare at it for a moment and I figured out what it was—

Yes, I thought I saw a TURKEY. But, wait…why would a turkey be in my neighborhood, standing right under a tree right next to a kitten carcass. So I looked a little closer…

Oh. How. DISGUSTING!

It wasn’t a turkey…

(not actual one I saw–I was too big of a wuss to get out of my car)

IT WAS A TURKEY VULTURE!

He was patiently waiting for all of the cars to pass so he could finish his meal. I think I almost lost my meal at that moment. Poor little kitty…

You know these are the kinds of stories I’m going to want to cherish and pass down to my kids. If you want to borrow for a bedtime story be my guest.

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Oh my GOSH you saw a turkey-vulture THING kill a poor kitten and you think your life is boring and you have nothing to write about? That whole incident might have landed me in therapy which would give me PLENTY to write about (though probably not interesting to others).

Glad your back blogging – and good to see your two pups enjoying the summer!

Awwww, poor kitty. ;-( But hey, the big ole bird was just doing his job with that whole circle of life thing. And no one from the city needed to come out to ‘take care of it’. I’m just sayin’. But I would have had nightmares over having just seen it in the morning.

Moving on, I think you were lucky it was a turkey vulture and not a turkey. Speaking from experience, and having been chased by a mean old turkey, they are not very nice. The problem was we were off our bikes, and once the bird started to move, we would have had to stop to get back ON our bikes, so we just ran.

I guess you know tal Kitty Kat person (even though your dogs are awesome and very cute) your post made me want to turn your babies loose on that turkey vulture too. But I guess that’s the cirlce of life, according to Disney, Elton John and Simba!

I went up to Lake Lewisville (Texas) and saw a group of turkey vultures there. Thought they were slightly intimidating, so I went home and researched them.
They are VICIOUS things!
I guess they are just doing their job and all … but gross!